I agree, not liking The Beatles’ music is one thing, but claiming they were overrated or untalented is a whole other level of ridiculous. That’s like saying pizza is overrated—blasphemy!
It’s hard to fathom not liking at least some Beatles songs since they explored so many styles: Rock and Roll, Pop, Skiffle, Rockabilly, R&B, Soul, Country, Folk, Psychedelic Rock, Blues, Hard Rock, Avant-Garde, Baroque Pop, Music Hall, Jazz, Indian Classical, Experimental Music… The list goes on! If you can’t find something you like in there, you might need your ears checked.
The rock singing voices of Lennon and McCartney were some of the best in the business, whether solo or in their magical harmonic unison. They were the vocal equivalent of peanut butter and jelly—each great on its own, but together, a classic.
They might not have been instrumental virtuosos, but McCartney’s bass playing comes pretty close. Have you heard “Something” on the Abbey Road album? That bass line is like a perfectly brewed cup of coffee: smooth, rich, and hits you just right. And, the bass line on Come Together is the definition of cool.
Lennon & McCartney’s songwriting is stellar, and Harrison’s was certainly well beyond average—he was only under-utilized because he was eclipsed by the Lennon-McCartney powerhouse. Poor George, always the Ringo of songwriting in The Beatles.
I enjoy virtually all of The Beatles’ output and much of their solo work. Personally, I lean toward Lennon’s solo work. He went darker post-Beatles, while McCartney went lighter and poppier, especially with Wings. McCartney’s first solo album, “McCartney,” is a gem. He played every instrument on that album, and “Maybe I’m Amazed” is a great song. Harrison’s triple record “All Things Must Pass” is also great—who doesn’t love a triple album that isn’t a jazz odyssey?
Sure, I can understand folks not liking The Beatles’ music, but those are the same folks who hang velvet pictures of Elvis in their living room, display plastic fruit in their dining room, and drive 1972 Ford Pintos. We all have our quirks, but let’s not pretend they’re tastemakers.